Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Outside the Lauren Lauren Forest, the guide stone magic continuously releases energy to replenish the surrounding defenses.

As long as the elves' magic exists, creatures from the outside world will never be able to find the specific location of the elven buildings.

Considering the relationship with the local elves, Mousse directly stopped Windlow and asked him to stay where he was.

If he took one step further, perhaps he could absorb all the magic from the guide stones in the entire place.

According to the treaty between them and humans, two elven rangers appeared in the fog when they sensed someone approaching outside the guide stone.

When they raised their hands, the appearance of the entire elven city was revealed.

"Not as beautiful as Ulthuan, but certainly more beautiful than Athel Loren."

Mousse's evaluation is very pertinent. From a cultural perspective, the elves in the Laurent Forest are more like high elves than wood elves.

With the two elven rangers leading the way silently, the two drove the carriage loaded with cargo smoothly all the way to the center of the city.

We stopped in front of an exquisite building and were then led to the most spacious office space.

"The guy in the middle is the oldest and should be the one in charge."

Mousse continued to whisper to Wendlow. After all, as humans, the elves all looked the same and it was impossible to tell their age.

Fortunately, with the guidance, Windlo walked directly to the other party and made all kinds of praises and flattery according to the tradition of the elves.

At least one thing that elves and dwarves have in common is that they enjoy the praise that comes with flattery.

But no matter what nice words you say, the important things that come next are likely to be unpleasant.

"Mr. Elven Archon, on behalf of the Elf Elector of Nordland, I hope to open up more forests for logging and build ships to deal with the next threat from the Norsemen."

When expressing your demands, the fewer words the better, but no matter how few words you use, it represents bad news.

The Nord Lords want to continue to benefit from the Laurentlauren Forest.

And this benefit is precisely the forest that is extremely important to the elves.

In Mousse's eyes, the elven archon in front of him was a being over a thousand years old, with a calm expression on his face.

After all, Wendlow in front of him was just a messenger, so there was no need to get angry.

"We have watched humans develop from the most primitive animals to the present civilization. In the past two hundred years, humans have cut down too much of the Laurentian forest!"

There was no need for any evidence. Before entering the forest, Windlow saw various logging camps rushing to cut down trees.

"Have we ever killed any Imperial humans?"

"No."

"Have Beastmen ever killed Imperial humans?"

"a lot of."

"Then why don't you go cut down the Beastmen's forests, but come to cut down our forests? Your elf companion must have told you the story of the Forest of Athel Loren. Perhaps we should consider changing our diplomatic attitude."

There was nothing wrong with what the Elf Archon said, and Windlow had naturally heard the story of the Aeseloren Forest.

Any human there who dares to approach the forest will be mercilessly shot by the wood elves. In contrast, the elves in the Lauren Lauren Forest are indeed a model of quality.

Then the elven archon took out a map drawn by the elves with a very precise scale.

"Now that you're here, I'll ask you to take something back with you."

As he spoke, the elven archon placed his finger on the map.

"If humans dare to cut down a tree within the range of the guide stone, what awaits you is the war from the Laurenlauren Forest. Don't take this as a warning. This is a declaration of war. We have indulged your young race for too long."

After saying this, the elven archon took out a gold coin engraved with an oak leaf.

"Take this gold coin back. The Elector Count of Nordland, Geisel, will understand what I mean. I have already warned him twice when he was still a child. The patience of the elves has its limits."

Now Windlow was in a dilemma. Not only did he fail to complete the task given to him by the Elector Count of Nordland, but he had to bring back some very bad news.

Although he had nothing to do with the whole thing, if he spoke this bad news out of his mouth, he might be punished.

So he continued to sit on the bench. If he wanted to have further communication with the Elf Archon, he had to at least get the elves to relax a little and give him a time limit and buffer time.

As soon as he turned his sight, he saw everything marked on the map.

Compared with maps drawn by humans, the elves had better quality maps than humans because they originally ruled the entire Old World.

In addition to marking the locations and layouts of large cities in Nordland and Middenland, it also depicts forests that have never been fully explored by humans.

Drachenwald Forest, a forest located between Nordland and Middenland, with beastmen marked on the map.

"I'm sorry, respected Elven Archon. I'm here with the order from the Elector. The Empire is in urgent need of wood, but we also know that this is the forest of the elves."

Windlow pointed directly to the Drachenwald Forest on the map.

As a businessman, he doesn't understand politics very well, but he definitely understands the exchange of interests.

If we infringe upon the interests of the elves for the sake of the interests of humans, the elves will obviously be hostile to us. But if we infringe upon the interests of the beastmen for the sake of the common interests of humans and elves, then can't the matter be settled?

"The Empire and the Elves are sending troops to attack the Drakenwald Forest together. The humans want the wood, and the elves want the land. How do you think?"

What Windlo is best at is getting something for nothing, and his words aroused the interest of the Elf Archon.

After such a long time since the Battle of Longbeard, the elves in the Lauren Lauren Forest have completed their population revival, and the conflict with humans began because of overpopulation.

If we can occupy enough land now, it would be a profitable deal.

However, considering that there are many beastmen in the Drakenwald Forest, if the elves attack alone, they will definitely suffer heavy losses.

If humans are turned into meat shields and the elves provide support, not to mention the income, the investment is almost zero, so it's worth a try.

"It's a good idea. It seems that Geisel has finally come to his senses. The elves agree to this request. Take over the Drachenwald Forest. You want the wood, and we want the land."

On the way back, Windlow was under a lot of pressure. This was beyond the opinion of Geisel, the Elector of Nordland, and was a promise he had made entirely on his own.

But unexpectedly, Geisel's eyes lit up. With the help of the elves, he might be able to conquer the entire Drakenwald Forest.

He immediately opened his own treasury generously and ordered two soldiers to carry out a full two thousand gold coins.

"I'm going to take the main force with me to fight the Norscans. You can use these two thousand gold coins to recruit some mercenaries. I believe you can easily conquer the entire Drachenwald Forest. Don't let me down, Rick."